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Captain America: The Winter Soldier, or, How I Learned to Love the Boyscout


Captain America: The Winter Soldier, or, How I Learned to Love the Boyscout

When I went into Captain America: The Winter Soldier, I wasn’t really a Cap fan. I hadn’t actually seen the first Captain America movie or read any of the comics, so my experience with him was limited to the Avengers movies series. Let’s face it; in those movies he plays somewhat of the straight man to the more entertaining Tony Stark and Black Widow. In fact, I told everyone that I was going to see this movie for Black Widow and Nick Fury. I cam out of the theater 136 minutes later a changed woman…I love the character of Cap and can’t wait to see him again in Avengers: Age of Ultron.

This film did so much in two hours. First and foremost, it kept me on the edge of my seat for that entire time. It gave me character development in a character I had previously dismissed. It introduced some amazing new characters to Hollywood’s Marvel franchise. It tugged on every emotion I had and then some. It built on the films that came before in the series and laid the groundwork for what’s to come in those agonizing teaser scenes during the credits that Marvel is famous for. It included what is probably my favorite of the ubiquitous Stan Lee scenes so far. It had all the great action sequences and special effects that we’ve come to expect from Marvel films. It gave a million twists and turns and made me want to pick up Cap’s entire history and lose myself for the weekend. It provided me with motivation to run, just so I can say “on your left” when passing someone. Hell, there were even Pulp Fiction and Ben Franklin references. There was so much awesome packed into the evening that while I was aware the movie was long, I never wished that it was over. It’s one hell of a ride, and I want to see it again as soon as possible.

My only gripes? Robert Redford in a hoodie at one point–there’s just something wrong with that—and a severe lack of Phil Coulson. Obviously I’m nitpicking here, so I give it a solid 4.75 out of 5 Lightning Bolts.

About Author

Julie Hegner has been descending the geek rabbit hole since she watched her first episode of Star Trek at age eight. A longtime fan of Trek, Who, X-Files, and the Whedonverse, it was only a matter of time until hanging out with other geek girls and repeatedly watching Tom Hiddleston led her to the awesomeness of comics. She takes a special joy in reading about ladies who kick ass, but in general anything with a good storyline floats her boat. You can tweet @julz91 on Twitter.

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